Vaguely Bright

A little too much--

all they ask of me is a little too much.

They hold no pity,

no sense of right and wrong.

For all I wanted,

was a little less.

A minimalist girl living with the rich.

Spoiled beyond imagine.

I could only wish for the bills to break.

But some wishes can't come true.

The colors I see are plain--

No red, no orange, no yellow.

But only as I lit the fire,

I saw the real light.

The reds--

The oranges--

The yellows--

And it was beautiful.

The smell of riches burning

is a great one indeed.